The Poetical Works of KeatsHoughton Mifflin, 1975 - 483页 A collection of Keats' poems and letters, with a biographical profile of the poet and commentary on his work. |
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第174页
... Ladies , etc. Music . Otho . Now Ludolph ! Now , Auranthe ! Daughter fair ! 1st Lady . How deep she has bewitch'd him ! 1st Knight . Ask you for her recipe for love philtres . 2d Lady . They hold the Emperor in ad- miration . Otho . If ...
... Ladies , etc. Music . Otho . Now Ludolph ! Now , Auranthe ! Daughter fair ! 1st Lady . How deep she has bewitch'd him ! 1st Knight . Ask you for her recipe for love philtres . 2d Lady . They hold the Emperor in ad- miration . Otho . If ...
第176页
... Lady Erminia , III Sit . And now , abbot ! what have you to say ? Our ear is open . First we here denounce Hard penalties against thee , if ' t be found The cause for which you have disturb'd us here , Making our bright hours muddy , be ...
... Lady Erminia , III Sit . And now , abbot ! what have you to say ? Our ear is open . First we here denounce Hard penalties against thee , if ' t be found The cause for which you have disturb'd us here , Making our bright hours muddy , be ...
第240页
... lady's cherry lips , And kiss'd ' em all unheard . - The stranger walk'd into the bower , - But my lady first did go , Ay hand in hand into the bower , Where my lord's roses blow . My lady's maid had a silken scarf , And a golden ring ...
... lady's cherry lips , And kiss'd ' em all unheard . - The stranger walk'd into the bower , - But my lady first did go , Ay hand in hand into the bower , Where my lord's roses blow . My lady's maid had a silken scarf , And a golden ring ...
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